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I love gardening. It is a spiritual experience for me. Last fall I planted bulbs in my garden after a very hot summer in San Diego. I was hoping the cool darkness of winter (and some much-needed rain) would awaken my bulbs in the Spring. Sure enough sprouts are emerging from the soil and I look forward to remembering what bulbs I chose to plant where!
The dark and fallow times of our lives can indeed be times of unseen growth. We can rejoice when we find ourselves blooming where we have been planted!
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